My memory is a shocker so I want to get this down while I can.
Last Friday while I was at breakfast at my usual haunt, Vera walked in. Vera is the widow of an old friend of mine so we have known one-another for many years. And people who know me know when and where I am to be found at breakfast. So we had good chats over breakfast, partly about her Russian background. When I got up to leave I offered her a small kiss, which she accepted
Then that evening Anne came over for dinner at home which went its usual exceptionally pleasant way. We had chicken schnitzel for dinner, which is one of my favourites. She announced that it is now definitely agreed that from now on she would be staying the night on Fridays, which was VERY good news.
On Saturday I had a 12 noon lunch with JH, an Indian lady from KL in Malysia. So she spoke good English. We went to a Malaysian restaurant which had very good Malaysian food. We discussed lots of things, including the fact that we are both basically homebodies -- with little interest in outings or travel -- unusual among people in later life.
For the occasion I abandoned my usual very casual attire and turned up in black leather shoes, long charcoal grey pants, a striped shirt and a Panama hat. I am pretty decrepit these days but at one point Jess said I was looking good -- rather to my astonishment. I said "It's just the hat" but she demurred. Ladies do tend to like Panama hats on men. Anyway we will be seeing one another again soon
Then on Sunday I had a breakfast at my usual haunt with JD. She picked me up from home in her large and impressive Toyota Camry hybrid. She is in her mid-60s but unusually good-looking for her age. We got on famously. Our breakfast lasted 3 hours, the latter half of which we spent back at my place! We discussed a remarkable range of things, including some quite intimate details of our pasts. We will be meeting again but at a time to be decided.
And then on Monday I had my usual Nando's dinner with Jenny. And despite our having known one another for over 30 years, we still had plenty to talk about
So with that record, people of my vintage would undoubtedly describe me as "a bit of a lad". In fact, however, I would rather be married again.
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